Thursday, November 4, 2010
Um, dude? "We trounced your asses" ? Are you f**king kidding me?
And it was ok. Good, if fact. Meetings aren't really my thing, but this one involves food, and ketchup, and coffee, and that surely helps. There were some fun moments, some educational moments, some necessary housekeeping type moments and a manageable amount of socializing (for an introvert).
I don't even know how to respond to that. "We trounced your asses" is not a part of my vocabulary.
I can't even watch high school football games because I find the language of the folks in the stands to be unnecessarily violent and appalling.
To me this person's phrase was rude, unfriendly, mean-spirited and uncalled for (and did I mention it was morning?).
In essence I was being told in an offensive, gloating, insulting way that this person believed I was a loser. Because S/he "trounced" my "ass". It was supposedly about politics- a subject in which I am well-informed- yet this person spoke in a way that most would reserve for a game of team beer-pong. I suppose this person may have played some violent sport in high school and retained the unfortunate vocabulary. And I find it sad that bully language is so often used by politicians and celebrity political wannabes, but I was caught by surprise here because this group affiliation is made up of professionals and business owners, whom, presumably, are there to represent the service they provide and put their best foot forward.
I may wear hamper clothes, but I conduct myself in an appropriate manner and behave respectfully toward others.
One thing I have learned- you can dress in expensive clothes, have all the "right" credentials and initials after your name- and still behave like an ass.
I am perfectly willing to concede that yes, one party received more votes than the other this time around. The meaning of that and the reasons and the implications are far too complex to be summed up in a few paragraphs however, and certainly a gloating "We trounced your asses" trivializes the entire process and brings nothing useful to the discussion.
I ended up leaving the meeting feeling badly, wondering if this was acceptable behavior and something I was expected to endure.
The rain, the gas, the bully.
I suppose we will always have bullies, even those dressed up in suits and ties, or wearing dresses and scarves. But I personally have always preferred co-operative, rather than competitive, games. So please, if you can't play nice, kindly pack up your marbles and go home.